He was scared. It was always the same dream. No, more likely he considered it as a nightmare. It’s the dream that kept on haunting him giving him sleepless nights or if he sleeps, he’ll woke up drenched in heavy sweats. He almost lost grip of sanity because of the nightmares he had every night. He knew that it will happen. He could attest to that. That reality made him shiver and goosebumps started to sprout all over his trembling body.
It was almost 2AM when he woke up. He thought of things to stop the haunting. What he was thinking was quite stupid and he knew no one will believe him either even if it’s a battle between life and death. Continue reading